– Don't worry if it's a girl," Jeremy said in a solemn tone. – I will cherish her. She'll look like you and grow up to be just as beautiful. You know that our children will be fire-haired like you, don't you?
– I know, darling, how could I not know! I got my hair colour from my father, who someone even called "Red Cowell"! – Vivian chuckled at this and, gently stroking her spouse's cheek, quietly added: – I'm so happy. We are going to have a child… Our little one! Soon his laughter will fill this big house, and we will watch his awkward movements, smiles, pranks… You are right: we will not give him to a nurse and babysitters! We will care for him and raise him or her ourselves! It's such happiness!